Oh you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You'll get a belt from your dad Oh you have your Father's nose So crimson, in the dark it glows If you're not asleep when the boozers close You'll get a belt from your dad You look so scruffy lying there Strawberry jam tats in your hair In all the world you haven't a care And I have got so many It quite a struggle every day Living on your Father's pay The beggar drinks it all away And leaves me without any Although you have no silver spoon Better days are coming soon Are Nelly's working at the loom And she gets her pay on Friday Perhaps one day we'll make a splash When Littlewoods provides the cash We'll get a house in knotty ash And buy your dad a brewery Oh you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You'll get a belt from your dad OH you have your old fathers face You're growing up a real hard case But no one else can take your place Go fast asleep for your Mummy